This time, Xun Shui Xihe brought dozens of strong men with him, and also had two pangolins raised by a Taoist priest named Fang as helpers.
At daybreak, after digging more than twenty feet, someone shouted, "Water!"
"Really? It's out of the water? Let me see."
Everyone rushed over and heard a voice echoing from the dark well: "Water is really coming out!"
A bucket of water was pulled up by a wooden rope. The deep water was icy cold and everyone was so excited that they burst into tears. Taoist Zhang and others were shocked. They really didn't expect that there was water as Mr. Cheng said. Their eyes changed when they looked at Xihe and Fulu.
Xihe walked over, bent down, scooped up a handful of water, and smiled: "Keep digging."
Shopkeeper Liu responded loudly, and the servants were enthusiastic and energetic. The sound of well digging could be heard again in the mountains. Xihe walked over to Fulu and said, "Let's go down the mountain."
The attendants escorted the two men down the mountain and into the carriage, and the clatter of horse hooves drove them into the city.
The moon was bright and the stars were sparse. The sky was high and the fields were vast. It was already dawn. Xihe was exhausted from bleeding several times in one day, but she did not fall asleep. She leaned against the door and smiled at Fulu: "You believe me this time, right? I really have plans for them."
Fulu's eyes were serious and his lips were tightly pursed. It was obvious that he did not let down his guard against Xihe.
Xihe curled his lips and didn't care. He asked, "Have you determined the location of the antlers? We need to set off early and resolve this dilemma as soon as possible."
Fu Lu's heart tightened, and he immediately remembered the information he had just received during the investigation, and his heart began to pound.
Deer antlers are where he stores his divine power. Losing his antlers means he can no longer use his divine power. He was injured so badly that he couldn't even restore his original form. He could only survive with a human body... He didn't expect the information to come so easily.
But Fulu didn't intend to let this woman go with him.
Now that he has found the location, and it is within Yungui Mountain, he can get it himself.
Once the divine power returns, then...
Xihe leaned against the wall of the car, sizing up Fulu's expression, and suddenly narrowed his eyes: "It seems we are in Yungui Mountain."
Fulu's hands tightened, and he tried his best to control himself so as not to reveal his flaws. He closed his eyes and thought about finding an opportunity to slip away... He returned to the inn and went into the house to rest. There was a knock on the door. A Lu came in with a bowl and placed it heavily on the table: "This is for you, Miss!"
"You're not some monster, are you? You even drink blood!"
Looking up and down at the old beggar suspiciously, Fu Lu sat at the table with a calm expression, not getting angry at her few words.
Ah Lu was really bored. She glared at him fiercely, turned around, slammed the door and left.
The sky was getting light, the air was getting hotter, a faint green light shone into the room, the rich blood in the porcelain bowl was particularly eye-catching, Fu Lu looked at it quietly, picked it up after a while, raised his head and drank it all.
After ten years of suffering and witnessing countless tragedies, Fulu had already lost the will to live.
If he could, he would rather give up this miserable body, but he couldn't die at all... He would find the antlers and return peace and prosperity to the people, and then...
The corner door of the inn opened, and an old figure pushed the door open and left quickly.
The driver came forward and reported: "Master, the man has left."
Xihe closed his eyes and said, "Follow me."
The driver left, and A'lu seemed to be hesitant to speak. Xihe turned over to face the bed. Since Fulu didn't want her to follow him, then she wouldn't follow him.
The land was vast and the sun was scorching. The streets were empty and no one was out. Fulu walked westward, crossing the dry stream and over the mountains. He walked very fast, almost never stopping, and walked day and night.
Suddenly, he couldn't hold on any longer and fell down onto a dead body.
The short limbs, the tattered old clothes, and the face bitten by wild beasts vaguely showed that it was a child, and the face seemed familiar.
Fu Lu's eyes trembled, falling on the red rope around the child's neck, and then on his skinny face... A huge sorrow surged in his heart, he felt dizzy, and his limbs collapsed to the ground.
The wild temple was sparsely populated and the soil was hard. Fulu dug a hole and carefully placed the child in it.
He took out a steamed bun from his arms and placed it next to the child, then covered the hole with mud. Soon, a mound of earth stood up next to the wild temple.
Fulu stood up, turned around and continued to head west, almost running.
The power of a bowl of blood was limited, and Fulu soon ran out of strength, especially when he discovered that the antlers were moving. He couldn't help but despair, and with a bang, he fell to the ground in the middle of the road.
Before he lost consciousness, he vaguely felt someone helping him up.
***
"Awake? Drink."
As soon as Fulu opened his eyes, a bowl of blood was handed to him.
Without thinking, he took it and drank it all. Then he looked around and found that he was in a carriage, lying on a soft quilt, and Cheng Ge, the woman, was sitting leisurely opposite him.
Fulu's hands under the quilt tightly grasped the sheet, and he suddenly felt that this was his fate.
He spoke, his voice unclear: "Where are you going?"
Xihe raised her eyes: "Should I be the one asking you where you are going? How far is it from Lujiao?" It had been seven or eight days since she left Fulu and arranged things to catch up.
Fulu was unexpectedly fast, having crossed several cities in just a few days, but it seemed that the antlers were still ahead.
Fu Lu was silent for a while, then raised his eyes and said, "Cheng Ge, I will trust you again for now. If you dare to deceive me again this time, I will make you pay with blood!" The last four words were loud and clear.
That gaze was too sharp, carrying with it a fierce murderous intent. At this moment, the majesty of the mountain god was awe-inspiring and inviolable.
Xihe smiled and offered water as a token of respect: "Cheng Ge wouldn't dare."
Fulu stared at him intently, then curled his lips and said, "That would be best." He closed his eyes, feeling the antlers resting on a certain spot, and said, "Continue west."
The horses immediately started running, raising clouds of dust.
In the evening, everyone stopped in a town and followed the scent to a jewelry store. Fulu's eyes stopped on a young lady.
Xihe looked over and saw that the young lady was cute and adorable, with a pendant on her snow-white jade neck. Fulu was staring at the pendant. Xihe took a closer look and his face sank. It turned out to be a thumb-sized deer antler.
As a mountain god, Fulu's antlers store divine power, so he is naturally very powerful. How could he be so small?
There is only one possibility, the antlers were cut off and divided up by someone.
Xihe's heart sank, but the most urgent thing was to find out why the deer antlers were in the hands of this young lady.
She straightened her face, stepped forward and said with a smile: "Miss, do you like this pearl flower? But this bright red color is too unfair for you..." Turning to the shopkeeper standing far away,
"I remember the store has released several new jewelry styles recently. Can you take out the royal blue set and show it to this lady?"
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